Chapter144:

Cyril's back was on me. I could see what was actually going on. They are talking in their heads.        Dastien nodded his head and lifted his both hands up in front of him. It felt as if they were arguing in their heads. He brought his hands back and forced them ahead, shooting fire at him.         Eamonn raised his own hands and called for shadows, his smile never faded.        "So, that was what you're training for." Cyril stood next to Dastien. He called for his fire. It danced around his hand, stronger and more powerful. He lifted it up and smacked his hand on the ground making everything shake.        "We need to get out of the place. It's going to collapse." Elizabeth yelled, holding onto her mate's hand.        "Don't worry." I heard a soft whisper. She waved her hand in the air and a bubble wall was created around us, shielding us from everything that was falling upon us.         I held my breath. A shiver of fear raced through me when it was about to hit him in his chest. It